Far and Away

It's been months since we've been away and thinking of you keep smiles and sadness in my eyes. I would recall those days when we're together; riding a bus toward places we've never been before. The long hour trips weren't as boring as I have remembered. Seeing you beside me with the backdrop of picturesque places made me think how such good memories could last so short. Riding a bus was never the same again.

When I pass by the same street and fast food restaurant where we used to walk by and eat, melts my heart of the memories of laughter, fun and endless chitchats. How could I not miss you? Your name, the fast food restaurant and our stuff toy are all the same and that made quite a lot of difference. Walking through the same street and eating in the same place were never the same again.

Moving away from the very place we first met was a torture, thinking that things would completely change. But it could never equal the feeling when you decided to move away even farther than I did. Far enough that spells months of not seeing each other. I would recall that place where we started to go out, where we developed the mutual feeling of love, care and understanding. It was the place where we shared our first heartaches and our dreams, where we started to know who we are and what we wanted to become and where we learned that life could sometimes be funny at the same time sad, ironic at the same time lucky, choice at the same time chance, and bliss at the same time agony. Seeing the same place was never the same again.

Things changed. Left are the bittersweet recollections of the good old days. But someday, somehow, in a different time and place, we'll begin to cross the distance with feelings endured. By then hopefully, things will be the same again.